Poetry Second
Palm Tree
by Wesley Tinga
I look outside my window and behold
Palm trees in the distant land
Where land enjoys harmony with the sky
Yonder the majestic landscape
The gentle sway
The breeze as the palm tree swings its hips
As if dancing to the song of the wind
I swear I can live right here
Under the coconut tree
In the distance, the blue sea
Busking in the sun, stress free
Savor the tasty coconut juice
Enjoy the white delicacy
Here I am glorifying a tree
Whose benefits cannot be downplayed
I’m always fascinated by the palm tree
I look at it and the story seems half told
By its adventures high up in the sky
Given to the gentle sway.
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